The Alpha's Beta
A gentle kiss landed on her daughter's forehead.
The excitement was visible through her small face, with a smile so wide one would melt in its presents.
“I hope I get to be an alpha like Eva." Her eyes then widened, "Oh! Or even omega like Emile and Elena!”
Her small finger taps her chin, probably wondering which she favors more.
“That's right, honey…” A gentle thumb tracing her soft cheek, “...as long as you're not a beta, everything will be well. Alright?”
She nodded cheerfully.